"Oh, time, luck..." The mud bodhisattva, with a stooped figure, like an old man on the verge of decay, looked at Xiongba lying on the ground, and felt a lot of emotion in his heart. Who would have thought that there would be a world full of domineering and incomparable power? Will help the master Xiongba, will there be today? God's will is like a knife, it's really unpredictable.
"I, Xiongba, shouldn't have listened to your nonsense," Xiongba stared at the mud bodhisattva with hatred in his eyes, if he hadn't lost his cultivation at this moment, Xiongba really wanted to eat his flesh and blood.
"Master Xiong, let me ask you, can you find Fengyun?" The mud bodhisattva turned a blind eye to Xiongba's hateful eyes, and just asked calmly.
Xiong Ba, his expression froze slightly, and he said angrily: "Fengyun, I have taken in a disciple Bu Jingyun, and my intuition tells me that he is the so-called Yun in your criticism, Fengyun won one, I shouldn't be Is this the end?"
"The wind is invisible, and the cloud is impermanent. It won't help to get one of them. You should look for the wind, Lord Xiong. If you find the wind, you can use the power of the wind and cloud to climb back to the sky." After saying this, he turned and left.
"I am completely useless at the moment. I am already a useless person. Is there a day when I will go up to the sky again?" Seeing the figure of the Ni Bodhisattva leaving and hearing what he said to himself, Xiongba's eyes could not help but light up slightly. asked loudly.
"Master Xiong, do you think it's impossible? Then if I told Master Xiong that you would end up in this situation before today, do you think it's possible?" The mud bodhisattva staggered, with a stooped figure, and walked away slowly, his voice It was passed from afar.
Hearing this, Xiongba felt reasonable, more like a drowning person grabbing a life-saving straw, seeing the figure of the mud bodhisattva walking away, he couldn't help shouting loudly: "Ni Bodhisattva, wait a minute!" , Where is your so-called wind?".
"The wind is formless and formless, and only you, Lord Xiong, can find it in the world. If I knew, I would have told you the day I gave you the comment." The last words of the Ni Bodhisattva were a little ethereal, and the figure disappeared far away. In the eyes of Xiongba.
"Fengyun? If you get Fengyun, can you go back to the sky?" Although the Ni Bodhisattva has left, Xiong Ba's eyes have gradually become firm. For Xiong Ba, the words of the Ni Bodhisattva are definitely the last ray of hope.
Recovering some strength, Xiongba slowly got up from the ground, and after treating the hideous sword wound on his body, his eyes were extremely firm, and he muttered to himself: "Is the golden lin~ it's a thing in the pool, once you meet it The wind and cloud change dragon, cloud, it is Bu Jingyun, I am sure, when I saw Bu Jingyun for the first time that day, I seemed to have a feeling from somewhere, so it seems that I have to travel all over the country to find that 'Wind' has its day."
Although my martial arts have been abolished, there is no other way to make a comeback, and Xiong Ba is not sure, but what the Ni Bodhisattva said is reasonable, the world is impermanent, and everything is possible in the theory of fortune. Since the destiny is like this, I have obtained it Fengyun can soar into the sky, so he must find the remaining wind.
Those who believe in fortune tellers believe in fortunetelling. Just now, they wished they could eat the appearance of Ni Bodhisattva, but Ni Bodhisattva said a few words that were useful to him, and Xiong Ba rekindled his fighting spirit. He was determined to find the wind and make a comeback.
Two flowers bloomed, one for each branch, not to mention what happened to Xiongba, in the Zhonghua Pavilion, following the Juggernaut's one-stroke sword twenty-three, the masters of the Eight Great Schools and the Tianxiahui were almost killed and injured. Coupled with the fact that even Xiong Ba, the leader, had escaped, they had no fighting spirit even more, and fled one by one in a panic.
Soon, those people fled without a trace, leaving only a place of dead bodies, nameless, with a mournful look on their faces, looking at the buddies of the Zhonghua Pavilion, they were almost dead, and felt even more sad, could it be that they Is it true that the lone star of Tiansha is not successful
Looking at the figure of the Juggernaut, although he was breathless, his figure was still as straight as a sword. Wuming walked up to the Juggernaut, saw his life-stricken appearance, was silent for a long time, and suddenly sighed faintly, Said: "Brother Jian, after all, you are still one step ahead of me."
Brother Jian, this title may be the first time Wuming has called a Juggernaut like this.
Wuming said that he took a step earlier. I don't know if it means that the Juggernaut died earlier, or he went further in the exploration of the way of the sword. Perhaps, it is a combination of both.
"The twenty-three sword that destroys the sky and the earth", Dongfang Yu also looked at the figure of the sword master. Thinking of the scene just now, he asked Wuming with some doubts: "The twenty-three sword of the sword master is earth-shattering, but, Why did it disappear in the end?"
This point is completely inconsistent with the original book. Dongfang Yu couldn't figure it out. Naturally, he had to ask Wuming, the master of swordsmanship.
"Brother Jian's sword twenty-three move, I just got a clue just now, plus I tried half a move before, and my vitality has been cut off a lot, and I forced it in the end, so it is naturally difficult to last." Wuming, looking at the sword master silently, shook his head. He replied without answering.
It can be said that the two have fought for many years in their lives. They are both enemies and friends. Wuming never thought that he would be saved by the sword master in the end.
"So that's how it is," Dongfang Yu suddenly nodded upon hearing Wuming's explanation.
To put it simply, the Juggernaut is not very proficient in the move of Sword Twenty-Three. It can only be regarded as a half-baked sword skill. There is no problem with one move, but unfortunately, supporting his injured body, he insisted on urging such a move to exterminate the world, and he didn't even master the move, so this move of the Sword Master can only be regarded as half of the move. I couldn't stand it anymore.
The Juggernaut died, and he died to save himself. For Wuming, the psychological impact was relatively large.
But in general, today's battle was a tragic victory, but at the last moment, Xiongba escaped unexpectedly, which made Dongfang Yu secretly feel pity. I'm not afraid that he's making waves.
Zhonghua Pavilion, there are still the last few guys left, more or less with injuries, today's battle, it is obvious that it is not suitable for the Zhonghua Pavilion to live in seclusion, and Wuming is also thinking of leaving. Wuming waved his hands to the five fellows, letting them leave.
Wuming meant that they were obviously going to drive them away. The faces of these guys changed drastically, and they begged bitterly. They were grateful to Wuming from the bottom of their hearts for saving them back then, and they were willing to serve him for the rest of their lives, just like today He was willing to die for him, but Wuming wanted them to leave, and these people were unwilling.
"I am the lone star of the evil spirit, and I am doomed to be lonely all my life. All my relatives and friends followed me, and they all ended badly. I took you to live in seclusion in the Zhonghua Pavilion. I didn't want to care about the world, but even so, many of you died tragically." Already, let's go, I don't want you to be burdened by me and end up in a miserable end," Wuming said calmly to these guys, shaking his head.
"Boss, we are willing to die for you!" These fellows, all of whom are strong men, said firmly.
"I've made up my mind, let's go", but Wuming is determined to let these people leave.
Wuming had already decided on something, so naturally there was no way to change it. In the end, these people had no choice but to turn around and leave slowly. Looking at this scene, Dongfang Yu also knew that Wuming was in a very uncomfortable mood at the moment, and also They didn't open their mouths. In the end, after the two buried the Juggernaut in peace, they also left the Zhonghua Pavilion.
Half a month passed by in a flash.
Dongfang Yu and Wuming appeared in Lingyun Grotto. After half a month of closed-door training, Wuming had already fully understood the move of returning Wanjian to the sect. The explanation of the environment has been inspired by the sword master's twenty-three sword moves. Wuming has made rapid progress in the way of swords these days.
In his own words, he has some insights into the state of having no sword in his hand and no sword in his heart. Maybe it will be a few months, or maybe a few years, and Wuming will be able to step into the pinnacle of the kendo.
Lingyun Grotto!
Dongfangyu and Wuming appeared together at the entrance of Lingyun Grotto, and revisited the old place. In Dongfangyu's mind, flashed back to the time when Nie Ren Wang resolutely faced the fire unicorn with his death ambition, in exchange for saving Yan Ying and Nie Feng. The scene of the two people sighed slightly.
"Let's go." Looking at Dongfang Yu's appearance, there were many emotions. Wuming looked calm and didn't ask any more questions. The two stepped into Lingyun Cave one after another.
Entering the Lingyun Grotto, it really extends in all directions. In this cave, the secret passages spread like spider webs, and people seem to get lost in it while walking.
Dongfang Yu and Wuming were not in a hurry, their feet were neither fast nor slow, as if they were taking a stroll in the courtyard, but they seemed to be walking slowly, but their footwork was extremely fast. In terms of speed alone, it is not surprising that they are so fast .
"Ahead, I feel a ray of scorching sword energy." Suddenly, Wuming paused slightly at his feet, said, and turned around.
Dongfangyu didn't speak, Lingbo took small steps, and followed Wuming as if in a fairy.
After walking for about half a cup of tea, Wuming stopped, and in front of him, there was a corpse, but Wuming's eyes did not fall on the corpse, but with a light tiptoe, the gravel and Under the cover of Teng Man, a long sword with a sheath covered in dust fell into the palm of Wuming.
Wuming, after staring at the sword in his hand for a while, drew the sword out of its sheath, and could vaguely hear the roar of a unicorn. The whole body of the red sword, like a red-hot iron, exuded a sharp and scorching aura. Look closely. Look, there is a slight arch on the body of the sword, which seems to be inlaid with a scale.
"Fire Lin Sword!" Looking at the sword, Dongfang Yu whispered.
"That's right, this sword should be the Fire Lin Sword without a doubt," Wuming nodded faintly. As a myth in the sword, although Wuming has already reached the realm of being invincible, he is still happy to see a good sword.
"Well, can you give me this sword? This bone should belong to Nanlin Jianshou. I have a disciple who is the son of Nanlin Jianshou." Although Wuming likes it, this sword is Duanlang's family heirloom Treasures, Dongfang Yu naturally have to ask for it even if they have a thick skin.
"Give it to you", although slightly reluctant, but after all, the two had a fateful friendship, a fire sword, Wuming was willing to throw it directly to Dongfang Yu.
Dongfang Yu happily took it over with Wuming, it was right, for him, the aura of all famous swords in the world cannot escape his perception, isn't it? The Fire Lin sword buried under the rubble and vines was found.
The two continued to move forward, but, just for a moment, a ray of cold breath made Dongfang Yu and Wuming stop again.
Wuming moved quickly, he raised his palm, and a buried long knife with a sheath on the ground was sucked into his palm.
Pulling the knife out of its sheath, the cold and sharp knife aura rushed towards him, and the temperature in the air suddenly dropped a lot. Even Wuming couldn't help but praise: "Good knife!".
"Snow Drinking Knife?" Dongfang Yu looked at the long knife in Wuming's hand, her eyes lit up, how could Dongfang Yu not recognize the Xue Drinking Knife of King Nie Ren.
"Well, Wuming, can I give you a consultation? You are a swordsman, this knife is useless to you, that, can you give it to me?".
Even Dongfang Yu felt a little embarrassed and embarrassed after asking for the Fire Lin Sword first, and now asking for the Xueyin Kuangdao.
(PS: I feel that this chapter of mine is really getting longer and longer. Originally, it was about 3,000 words, but my chapter is only 3,200 to 300 words. More than 3,500 words; I haven't said anything off topic for a long time, since I said it, it is natural to follow the usual rules: ask for a subscription, ask for a monthly ticket)